The Imperfectly Perfect

9.*Rejection*

Jason

I was looking at her and she was looking at me,as hard as I tried,I couldn't phantom the reason Barbie was under my bed,was she a stalker,a ninja,I couldn't just get it.

"Uhhm-hey"I heard her say as she immediately shatters my thought as she's been recently doing..."uhhm-hi"I replied unconsciously.the hell?! even in my confused,shocked state...I still thought she looked f**king cute.

She held her hands in front of her and put her legs together swinging her magnanimous hips left and right,bowing her head.it was obvious she was scared.

"So uhhm,care to tell me what this is all about"I said in a nervous chuckle.we both were standing now,then I offered her a seat on the couch but she politely declines shaking her head slowly,so I sat waiting for her reply.

"Well I...uh"she stammered,and I immediately began to have fun with this,as the naughty boy that I am..."you...uhh??"I fired back immediately fixing my eyes on her as she darted her eyes everywhere avoiding eye contact,but that was exactly what I wanted from her,I wanted to see those big brown cat eyes look into mine.

"Look at me"I state firmly and when she did I wanted to turn into goo,this is so unfair,she couldn't just do that,I hardly knew her and she wants to start doing stuff with my mind.

"You are meant to be my personal maid right?".I questioned looking at her as she nods her head vehemently as if her neck was going to snap."so you're a stalker".I said in amusement but with all seriousness,laughing on the inside as I saw her reaction"ohh..NO!NO!NO Jason...I mean sir,definetly,absolutely not,I will never do that"she retorted"really..is that so?so can you explain what you were doing in MY room..under MY bed".I emphasized the my pretending to be angry just for the fun of it.

"Jas-I mean sir,I was actually looking for Martin and I didn't think you'd be on this floor".she said visibly shaking."ooh..I see am too little,the owner of the house ,now the servant?"I replied deeming my eyes."no sir that's not what I meant""so what did you mean"I attacked her and she looked at me like I was some kind of monster and immediately I began to laugh hysterically resting my back on the couch as I slammed my palms hard on my laps...opening my eyes to see her astonished expression then closing them to have a good laugh...this was hilarious.

"Ha ha haa haaa ha"she began to laugh sarcastically cos it was obviously fake it was a I-can't believe-I-just-got-punked kind of laugh."its so good to know I have someone close to my age around here,the others are so old and grumpy and I dare not do this with the others,but you Barbie on the other hand..."I said then winked at her.

She stood still,almost too still and suddenly she literally raced towards me,picking a pillow from the bed and started hitting me with it laughing and screaming 'OMG' assigning each letter to a hit and I tried to use my hands to block it,but she was good with the pillow..(that sounds funnily weird..I know)in the bid to protect myself I then swept her off her feet,placed her on my shoulders and walked hurriedly towards the bed.

I heard her gasp as I continually took giant strides and she continually hit my back and moved and kicked her legs in the air,"take a chill pill Barbie"I said laughing hard..."NEVER and she hit my face which made me to instantly drop her and thanks to my slippery tiles I came crashing down on her...WOAH!.

Here we were I was on top of her and I could feel her chest go up and down,rise and fall in a fast manner..adrenaline,and as she looked at me,it was like time froze and my heart stopped,I was so tempted to kiss her cos she looked so innocent but I just placed a lock of her hair which got loose from her bun behind her ear so that I could properly examine the plane and edges of her face.

And as I was about to touch her face,she turned her face away swiftly,snapping me out of my trance"damn!! Barbie am so sorry".getting myself off her,I stood up and started to pace the room,running my hands through my hair...I couldnt believe I just did that,I tried to touch her was bad enough but she f**king rejected me,and that strange feeling I felt stung like a bee.

She just lay there for a while closing her eyes,she slowly stood up and ran out saying nothing.

And I couldn't help but feel rejected.

I'd never been rejected in my 19 years of life,and just so she knows girls run after me..who did she think she was?I looked around as I passed my hands through my hair for the umpteenth time.

"Arrgghhh"I shouted hitting my hands on the wardrobe.I couldn't believe what just happened.had I lost my good looks?was I smelling?I just had a shower though...the f**k was I even thinking about...this feels really shitty,even to shit itself.

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It was dinner time and I didn't feel like eating at all,not one bit."sir dinner is here" I heard someone shout"go away"I shouted louder,but this certain person opens the door still..ohh such guts and immediately I see jet black fro,black Barbie,she had loosened her and she was dressed in mufti now.

Unconsciously I adjusted myself and tried to look really angry"am sorry to sir,but your dad insists you eat"she says immediately walking out through the door."am not eating" I called after her.

I knew what 'my not eating' could do to my job,I could easily tell my dad,I wasn't served,or I didn't like the food that was served,or she simply just irritated me,am pretty sure she knew the repercussion of me not eating.

She came back in,and looked at me in surprise and raised an eyebrow,and in triumph I raised the two.knowing she was going to start begging,or try to coerce me ,persuade me or something like that,which was my little way of tying the scores...Barbie 1 Jason 1

"Ok"is all she simply replied,carrying the tray away."huh" was all I could say...how could she,how dare she,could she?questions started flying and popping into my head as I moped in astonishment....ooh this was going to be fun.

That left the score to Barbie 2...Jason 0,zilch,nada,nil,nothing..f**king loser.

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Author's note
Hey guys am sorry for the late update am in my final year of secondary school,or high school,whatever you call it and there's so much work.

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